chapter 32 | hope

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CHASE KNIGHT

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On the day of the shoot, we shot one more look after the event outfit. We had decided on an all-black outfit that we shot in a dark alleyway.

Firefly used my leather jacket to pair with her outfit. I never received the jacket back but I didn't mind. She called her driver to pick her up, much to my dismay.

It was the next day now, and today we had to go to the event. The event was all the way in San Diego, in the very same flower field. The flower field, Firefly revealed her secrets, five years ago.

My stylist had already delivered my outfit for the event. I took a quick shower before putting on my outfit. The suit was custom-made by Ermenegildo Zegna. It was white, with gold detailing to match Firefly's outfit which I assume would be gold. I put on my Rolex and fixed my hair a bit. I put on my black shoes. I opened the vault in my room and took my gun with me.

I heard there is going to be an attack at the field today. We are still trying to find who the root cause of this is but for now, the Italian Mafia needs to act as if they are clueless.

The rest of the guns are already loaded up in my car. I have already told other members to bring an extra car, therefore, Firefly can be safe.

I left my room, glancing at my phone. The articles were already written, rumors going on, and magazines already published about the shoot from yesterday. They work fast.

I looked at the pictures which consisted of the four looks minus the lingerie outfit. I didn't give them the camera back. I told them to not talk about that look in any of the articles and they listened.

The pictures came out great but all I could think about was if Firefly is going to be hurt from all the rumors flying up.

Would she like them?

Obviously not, dumbass.

Either way, I have decided to not give up on her just yet. I want to try. That little hope she gave me is all I need to try.

"Maybe I am lying to myself."

She gave me a sign. The least I can do is try. Even if I fail, I would be happy knowing I tried my best to have the love of my life back in my life again.

Because of my mistakes, I lost her. And, because of my determination, I will get her back.

I picked up my cell and dialed my security team. I informed them to keep close and stay as clueless as possible.

I opened my car and sat down. Five other cars behind me of security as I drove to Firefly's place. I tapped my hand on the steering wheel. I don't know why but God was really in my favor. I was seeing Firefly much more and I couldn't be more thankful.

She makes me feel as if I have a chance at happiness once again.

Usually, people don't get a second chance, but I did.

I arrived at her place and pulled out my phone to text her.

Me:
I'm here.

My leg started moving and my body was definitely in nervous mode.

Why the fuck am I nervous now?

This is what she does to me.

She sparks all these emotions that I never knew I even had. She makes me feel human. When I'm not around her, I'm closed off. I kill without any emotion, remorse. But, around her, I'm a completely different person.

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